There were mortal armies stationed near this area, but they paid no attention to mortals trying to flee. In such blizzards, fleeing meant death.
Thus, while there had been guards at the very beginning, by now they basically turned a blind eye even when they saw people. If someone was courting death, were the guards really going to stop them?
Facing the howling wind and snow, Zhang Hu walked across the boundless snowfield. So vast was the world, yet standing amidst this endless expanse of snow, he felt a profound sense of having nowhere in the world to belong.
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